Alicia Green

( The littlest Green Fairy )

Pros about fall: less shop customers, more café customers.

Cons about generally everything: Dividing time between café and front desk (really it's not rocket science to fix your drinks) as I can't be everywhere, the kids who think they know better cuz they wear black as I'm sorry I've only been doing this forever and live with Her, finding an assistant that isn't 'so I can have free booze right', doing inventory alone but browsing the internet instead because Lord knows when I'll get home.

Aka: 50$ for anyone willing to save me.

[Blocked from Absinthe and Alcohol]
Fuck. Fuckity-fuck. Shit. Crap.

I hate my life.
[/Blocked]

[Ken]
I need a place to stay.
[/Ken]

Man, busy days. And of course She's got someone new. Because life needs to be more complicated.

[Achilles]
Ar we still invited to the premier?
[/Achilles]

[Ken]
Lunch tomorrow?
[/Ken]

[Alastair Ramsey]
Hi. Euhm, I'm Alicia, don't know if you recall me but anyway. I'm hoping you know what She is, otherwise this conversation is going to turn awkward in five minutes.

She's attending a movie premier. Long story, She got the director to be the lead. So She wants to take you. Transport and everything is being arranged. We'll pick you up and everything.

The reason I ask is because She's forgotten about all this, and I know Her. You're in her spotlight right now so yeah.

Let me know.
[/Alastair]

Good Lord I hate being secretary some days.

Absinthe infused coffee. I don't even. Just make it work She says...

This is either going to end well, or so very poorly. Details at 11, or something.

Guineapigs wanted, strong stomach required. We'll be selling these if it works out.

Poor Fred. Kid's devastated (poets...). At least we're in this together. Single folk unite, etc.

It's kinda cute, seeing Fred all flustered and crushing so hard. At least he's writing more? God sappy poetry, save me

Still. Glad to know the kid (a year is a year I say) is happy.

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So heres some fun. I need posters. Preferably in this style, advertising open mic night. Anyone willing has a budget of 500$.

And because She doesn't get viral marketing, come on come all. She hasn't figured out when She wants this, just that she does. So I get to decide.

Bonus point to working here? At least I can down a shot without people giving me looks (shutup Ken it's one shot).

So yeah, poster and open mic night. Woo.

Busy boyfriends = suck

Phonecalls = moderately better

Promise of movie premiere = everything is forgiven

Celebrity stalking will commence (sorry babe, priorities you know). And I will gleefully do the fangirl thing.

And tomorrow the promise of chocolate eggs. She wants to do something with Easter, and so I have to come up with something (Absinthe easter eggs? Sounds kind of...ew?).

Alicia is home, and she seems...calmer. Happier. I've been told stories of Ireland, and shown pictures near constantly. It's nice. I'm glad she is friendlier with me. In this new city, I need new friends.

She brought me back a beautiful calligraphy pen with the excuse that 'all good writers need a calligraphy pen'. It's almost too good to use.

She also gave me a few days off, as a reward for watching the shop while she was gone. So I've nothing to truly do but explore. Anyone have any good ideas of where to go and what to do?

Ireland = are fucking phenomenal. (You know when I actually leave the hotel and be a tourist)

When I'm old and grey I think I might live here.

Ms.Granth seems a bit...angry. She was muttering about this and that, mostly because Alicia has gone off to Ireland. I do hope she has fun. And she was going on about this census thing, like it was an inconvenience. Stranger and stranger.

My brother called, and it was nice to hear his voice. He seems happier knowing I have an 'honest' job.

Oh, yes. Ms.Lori King? I am Frederick Dubois, Ms.Granth asks when you are available to see Mr.Blauvelt. She is aiming for this weekend?

Ms.Granth informed me to take over the duties as Ms.Green went to bed.

It is strange to be here, so far from home. I've many emails to return, as my family has been worried. Ms.Green hasn't allowed me near her computer until now, and I do not think she likes me very much.

Ms.Granth said that until they return I am to keep the store in perfect condition. A test she said. She has inspired me so, has made my writing so...I do not know. Better?

Mr.Blauvelt, could I perhaps visit? I would like to speak with you now I have free moments.

(OOC: This is Frederick. Finally. Technically he's Alicia's NPC? He's pretty much her office bitch, and a poet who originally lived in New Orleans until Sasha(Bohemianism) found him and gave him to Absinthe (Isn't he sweet XD). He helps Alicia with the shop and cafe (when she lets him) and is not yet aware of Gods)

Men suck.

That is all.

I love Her, I do. But I told her Frederick needed a place to sleep. So She tells me 'just let him sleep in your bed, he's gorgeous.'

I tell her, Yeah no because you know...She got angry, started asking questions and all that.

Now I gotta take care of this mutt too. Stupid dog.

Headaches are evil. Waking up with one is worse. The French poet is not helping. Smokes like crazy. Of course She's all like 'Frederick should feel welcome'.

Put him in the cafe and out of my way.

Wonderful start to the day, not to mention it's crazy cold out there.

I'm going to be in debt until I'm ninety. And even then, pretty sure I'll owe money when I'm dead.

At least She's happy.

I guess we'll have a guest soon. Should make room I suppose.

So all over the place. At this rate, I'll need an assistant. Or someone that can help watch the shop if I'm busy in the cafe. Anyone want a job?

Back home now, and I'm thoroughly convinced family is just another word for 'people who ask too many questions.'

Back to work I go. Glad to be back none the less. Kind of quiet around here, but I'm sure that will change soon enough.

Man, it's eerily quiet without Her. She's still at the factory, probably until the 31st.

I miss Her.

Christmas is coming up quick, be good to see the family though. Tempted to close the cafe early considering the regulars aren't dropping by until She's back. But theres still a few customers there so we'll see.